“Between two worlds life hovers like a star, twixt night and morn, upon the horizon's verge.”
“Between two worlds life hovers like a star,'Twixt night and morn, upon the horizon's vergeHow little we know that which we are!How less we may be!”
“This time of night, the sky was flung wide open, stars spread like a story across the horizon.”
“What breaks in daybreak? Is it the night? Is it the sun, cracked in two by the horizon like an egg, spilling out light?”
“And sometimes I sit there late at night or early in the morning, and I think about the vastness of the ocean, of the sky, of the spaces between us and the nearest stars, about the incredible, unfathomable bigness of it all.”
“Moments of their secret life together burst like stars upon his memory.”